HAPPY HALLOWEEN, and yes it is all true

A number of years ago after my husband and I were first married we went on the mission of buying our first home. We found a nice ranch on the NW side of Milwaukee and it was in our price range so we signed the papers.
We were very excited and we moved in quickly. I get up early in the morning so my husband was always the one to lock up at night. During the first two weeks of our residence, when I would get up to go to work, the door to the attached garage was wide open. I mentioned it to my husband Lew and he said that he was closing it. It continued and so did my accusations that he wasn’t closing the door. Finally, with no other solution, one night both of us decided to address the situation and together we stood in the living room and said out loud “Don’t worry, we will take really good care of your home”.
The next morning the door was shut.
Fast forward a number of months later. We were sleeping and I had a nightmare that something had happened to my father. I awoke to find a man standing at the end of the bed. I closed my eyes and shook my head and then re-opened my eyes. He was still there. He stood there and shook his head “no”. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.
A short time later we attended our neighborhood block party. I was telling my neighbors of my experience and then described the man that I had seen. (I can still see and describe him today) My neighbors were dumbfounded and finally one woman said to me “That sounds like the guy(name withheld) who built the house. You know he committed suicide by sitting in his car in the garage.” YIKES
Lew and I lived in the house for a few years and never had any issues except for the occasional smell of cigars (we don’t smoke cigars).

It is impossible for me to wrap my head around the fact that it is October already. Where did 2009 go? I remember that it was just a few days ago that the crew picked up my sad, used Christmas tree from the curb. In just a couple of months I will be heading out on the annual hunt to find another perfect tree to put in my front bay window. Don’t get me wrong I love the tradition, but it’s just here too soon. I had a dream the other day that Christmas came and I had missed the opportunity to put up my Halloween decorations. HORROR!!!!
It seems that we just don’t have the time or make the time to slow down and appreciate the world around us. I’m not saying you have to smell all the roses, just a few.
My father(who would have been 98 on September 30th) always said it that the years went by faster as you got older, it wasn’t until I got older that I understood what he was talking about.
He’s looking down on me right now and smiling, amused that I have finally figured it out.
So here we are again facing another fall. It will come and go as quickly as the summer, so I guess I should stop writing and get outside to smell the mums.